Pilot

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[Chapter may be short]

(Kira)

8:54 AM

"Phew..." I take a breather after organizing everything in the store.

Im Kira, a broke girl working at a store..

Im Kira, a broke girl working at a store

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I finally got everything stocked! The shelves look good. Perfumes, food, tools...its all ready. The store opens in 6 minutes.

This is my boring life.

8:55 AM

Im mentally preparing for any customers who might run their mouth at me...

...And yes, it happens often.

...Maybe a little too often.

Maybe im just an easy target..

I should probably just focus on getting my job done.

Someone hits my arm with their elbow lightly.

Someone hits my arm with their elbow lightly

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"Psst, Kira." He said.

That is David. My older brother. We work the same job, yeah, but we are different in our own ways.

I sigh. "David, what do you want? Im trying to stock the shelves..." I ask.

David smirks.

"Hi." David says.

I throw him an unamused face.

8:56 AM

Cars are already parking at the store.

I didnt know if people wanted to shop that badly so early in the morning, or if people just wanna see the hot employees...

Yes, thats a problem around here.

This is the worst Walmart ive ever worked at.

Well..the only Walmart ive worked at, but STILL.

Rude customers, creeps, karens...this place is the worst. But i need the money.

8:56 AM

Its almost time to open the store.

David is looking through the closet, as usual...probably because he procrastinated again.

Seriously, I dont even think he's stocked paper towels yet...

At least hes not as bad as the other employees customers call "hot", they dont even work.

They dont even show up for the first 2 hours of the shift.

Yet me and my brother are busting our asses just to stock A WHOLE DAMN WALMART BY OURSELVES.

David is stocking candles right now.

Im waiting to open the store. Not that I want to. If I could, I would keep this door closed for the whole day.

I really dont wanna open the door.

This place is hell on earth...like, seriously. Who calls the manager because I couldnt read your mind, to figure out you wanted a medium clothing peice?

Yup, thats a karen. They dress up too, so the manager basically gets manipulated into getting ME in trouble.

Yep! Thats what happens around here.

Just a bunch of bullshit.

8:57 AM

At this point the parking lot is crowded.

The manager is drinking whiskey in his office.

By the bottleful.

And everything wrong about this store just had to be topped of with a rude alchoholic manager.

Im not FULLY against drinking, im just baffled how much he does.

I mean a shot or two would be ok.

Not a fucking bottle.

This is the worst job anyone can work. Not that all walmarts are this horrible, this one is just atrocious.

Almost everyone quit in the span of 3 days.

This is the Walmart of Alyuba Street.

But this store tries to change the name: 'Alyubas Walmart Goods'...which fucking sucks.

Amd if i could switch jobs, I would. But problem is, the manager wont let me leave.

Yep. You heard it; the manager refuses to let me quit. He wont fire me either, because hes evil.

If i skip a day, he takes my salary.

Which is fucked up. I know.

8:58 AM

"David? Are you done?" I ask.

"Yup!" He states, proud.

"..." I stare at him.

"...We really should just try and escape this job." He says sadly.

"Mark my words; we will." I smirk.

8:59 AM

I wait at the door.

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